Wifey, I Don't Want To Divorce You

ad you

ook in his eyes. When he caught a glimpse

toward each other was extremely

her for over a year. Don't you think so, Norah?" Victor comment

d her eyes on her son. It was as if

didn't want to be friendly to Norah,

," Leslie uttered, snapping her fingers. She sounded like she was reprimanding her daughter,

ines. She felt Nicole's return would overturn everything tha

iles. She handed the box o

' back. Her dress was so revealing that when she leaned in close,

ank

eyes were narrowed as if he was

to see her supple cleavage. The moment she looked up and

world of thoughts when sh

her, but she was only just discover

nce she came into this family weren't

tent that they had no issue with Davies an

lchair to the dining room. With a condescending look,

k. Her down jacket

her down jacket, leavi

hat happened. He just looked ahead,

mockery, Nicole said to Leslie

ka

box and returned to t

wed hard and blinked her eyes several times

hrough the glass of the tall wine bar. He saw h

s fingertips on the armres

a'

ce came fr

ng up her down jacket. He wiped off the d

iendly smile. He wa

she took the jacket and t

st as she walked slowly to the dining table,

ore empty chair

the dishes as Bryle

there for a while before she summoned the courag

ing table was in a

et his glass down. He heard a few bumps come from up the s

going?" he bell

ere doing. They looked in th

her suitcase to the front door. Her shadow on the

e. Victor shot her a glare, c

ng rooms. His handsome face was as cold as frost. "Ha

m not an actress, so this is definitely not a drama. I'm just doing what your

s eyebrows knitted, he said,

ed through the faces at the table before settling on Davies'. "We already discussed this, didn't we? It

ng about?" asked Adam, look

ly and roared, "You'd better not take this too far. Did you

brows as she stared at Davie

nt his family to know they were getting divorced. He